As the world war was underway, more soldiers were called up to enlist in order to boost morale, and solemn commemorations were being held throughout the Entente countries, including southern Africa.

In Southern Africa, statues are being erected in their hometowns for officers and soldiers who have distinguished themselves in battle, and have been awarded the rank of Hero and above, at the expense of local governments.

People from all walks of life in southern Africa have also taken action, enterprises and governments have organized to visit the homes of the officers and soldiers who have been killed, the staff of the rifle association have raised funds for the frontline officers and soldiers on the streets, the primary and secondary school students have donated their pocket money, and the farmers are the most generous, they themselves are reluctant to eat beef on weekdays, and now in order to let the soldiers eat the freshest beef, the whole live cattle are donated to the expeditionary force.

Soldiers who were wounded and discharged in Europe last year have returned to southern Africa, where they are greeted with heroic cheers and applause, where they are greeted by the scent of flowers and beautiful women, who are provided with living allowances by the federal government at all levels, who are willing to provide them with job opportunities, by educational institutions, including the University of Nyasaland, by educational institutions, including the University of Nyasaland, by restaurant owners, who are willing to give them free meals, and who can also give priority to the purchase of high-quality farms at low prices in Tanganyika and South-West Africa, The Veterans Association is the most active and, together with the Rifle Association, is the two largest groups of veterans in Southern Africa.

The Umbrella Corporation does not count, the Umbrella Corporation is a commercial company, and the Veterans Association and the Rifle Association are both non-profit organizations, the former is only accessible to military personnel, and the latter is eligible for all to participate.

On the island of Lemnos, in order to commemorate the soldiers of various countries who died in the Battle of the Dardanelles, Roque ordered the erection of these monuments, and the names of all the officers and soldiers buried there were engraved on the tombstones for posterity, and this cost was paid for by the Mediterranean Expeditionary Force Command.

There was an atmosphere of grief in the camp for the wounded soldiers waiting to be transported, and many of the wounded soldiers who had their limbs amputated were so sad that they were lying on stretchers, staring at the sky with their eyes glazed, sometimes not saying a word for a day.

Although they are very pitiful, they are lucky compared to those who are seriously injured and wrapped up like mummies, these "mummies" have difficulty turning their heads, and solving physical problems is a huge problem, some people would rather die than let the little nurse take off their pants, and would rather let the five big and three thick stonemasons help.

Don't get me wrong, it's just going to the toilet.

In the heavy atmosphere, occasionally someone will have an emotional breakdown and shout, then the nurses will come to comfort them softly, give them the best care, but this is not the best way, a British soldier with a full face has invented a new way, directly knock the emotionally broken guy unconscious, so that they will be quiet for a while.

The nurses are affectionately called "angels" or "goddesses" by the wounded soldiers, sometimes a smile of the nurse can make a poor guy giggle all day, if a nurse is willing to sit down and chat with the wounded soldiers, soon there will be all kinds of wounded soldiers with hanging arms and crutches, some nurses are not good at joking to adjust the atmosphere, but even if the joke has been told badly, it can make the wounded soldiers around burst into laughter enough to cover the rumbling sound of cannon in the distance.

"I'm not worried about my injuries at all, this injury is a small thing for me, I can go home like a hero to heal, maybe there will be a beautiful woman to give me a hug-" There are always some guys who owe money that are not likable, a guy who is only injured in the buttocks, but not injured bones and bones is waiting to be transported like other wounded, he is the most despicable injury, and any guy who is injured in the back is not welcomed in the wounded barracks.

Being wounded is a very tragic thing for a soldier, but if the injury is not serious, then it is a very fortunate thing, the British soldiers call this kind of injury "go home for recuperation", and the German soldiers call this kind of injury "home signal", no matter what, "go home" is the focus.

"John, you really shouldn't say that, if it were me, I wouldn't like someone like you, I like William more, he's a strong hero." The young nurse is from southern Africa, and for ease of care she has short ear-length hair, which is not a prettier big wave.

However, this does not affect the wounded soldiers' love for the little nurse, for the wounded soldiers, the little nurse is their common goddess, there was once a wounded soldier who owed a few words by the little nurse said a few excessive words, and was beaten by other wounded soldiers, and the result was aggravated, and it is said that he was sent to the "Seraphim" hospital ship.

No one knows exactly where it was delivered, but some say that the damned guy was buried directly in the cemetery, and when the coffin lid was closed, it was said that he was still panting, begging the gravediggers to let him go.

Deserve!

Unlike the lively John, William's injuries were very serious, when he was sent to the field hospital, he was wounded in multiple places, William's lung was pierced by bullets, and a third of it was cut off, and two doctors and three nurses cooperated, and it took four hours to snatch William back from the hands of death, which is also in the field hospital in southern Africa, if it was in the field hospital of the British and French forces, the doctor would not have done this kind of operation at all.

This kind of operation is too difficult, the success rate is too low, one operation requires the cooperation of several people, and it is too time-consuming, and it will not be sent to the hospital under normal circumstances.

What's more, William's military rank is only sergeant major, although sergeant major has high prestige among soldiers, but for officers, sergeant major is just a position.

Hearing the little nurse's words, William smiled with difficulty, and looked at the little nurse with gratitude in his eyes.

"When I got to Cyprus to recuperate, and if I had the opportunity to see Lord Nyasaland, thank you for me, if it weren't for him, I probably wouldn't have known that I was buried in some unknown wilderness." A British soldier wounded in the leg was in a cheerful mood, and there were few generals in the hierarchical British army who still treated ordinary soldiers with such respect as Roque.

That's right, it's respect, although the king is also very polite to the soldiers when he patrols the front line, but politeness is politeness, and respect gives people a completely different feeling.

"Zelda, have you met Lord Nyasaland?" A young Anzac soldier was curious about everything Southern Africa, the same colony, and in what is now the Commonwealth, Southern Africa has a significantly higher status than Australia and New Zealand.

You must know that when Australia was self-governing, the federal government of southern Africa had not yet been established.

"Yes, I have met not only Lord Nyasaland, but also Mrs. Nyasaland and the two Little Baroness, and Mrs. Nyasaland will attend the annual graduation ceremony of our Johannesburg Medical School, and Mrs. Nyasaland is the main donor of the Johannesburg Medical School, and also the honorary dean of our Johannesburg Medical School." Zelda's face was full of pride, and her big eyes sparkled brightly.

"I heard that Lord Nyasaland and Madame Capet were very close—" a wounded British soldier was full of gossip, and the combination of an Englishman and a Frenchwoman always made the English talk about it, as if it were a glory for England.

Everything really has to be compared.

"Don't talk nonsense, in our southern Africa, Mrs. Capet is very respected, especially us women, and Mrs. Capet is an idol to all of us." Zelda seems to be angry, but the angry look is still cute and annoying.

Ida is the first female minister in Southern Africa, which means a lot to women in Southern Africa, and countless women who are unwilling to come from families have made Ida their idol and hope to play a more important role.

"When I recover from my injury, I must go to Southern Africa to have a look—" William spoke with difficulty, his voice a little hoarse, and every word he uttered would cause a heart-rending pain in his lungs.

"I know, I know, if you don't talk too much now, it will affect the recovery of the injury-" Zelda looked sad, very worried about William's injury.

William's injury, even if he is sent to Cyprus, will be very dangerous, and the recovery period will be very long, and even after recovery, it is impossible to return to the battlefield.

"You don't have to worry, you are the same, if it is not convenient to live in Europe, you can go to southern Africa, in southern Africa, you can live like a normal person, work like a normal person." Zelda's words gave the wounded soldiers great confidence, and more wounded soldiers immediately gathered around, and the gendarmes not far away noticed the situation here, and after coming over, they also listened quietly.

"What kind of work can I do with an injury like this—" A wounded soldier with both legs amputated looked confused, and when he returned to his hometown with such an injury, he would definitely become a burden to his family.

"As long as you don't need to run around, you can do it, Nyasaland Military Industrial Group has a lot of assembly workshops, all the work doesn't need to run around, you just sit on the chair and wait for the conveyor belt to send the parts you need, you can't even assemble a rifle-" Zelda was simply surprised, this is common sense in southern Africa, assembly line work, many people sit all day, and the production line supervisor likes this kind of worker the most.

"Of course I will assemble a rifle-" The wounded soldier with both legs amputated was overjoyed, and it was a joke that the soldier would not assemble the rifle.

"That's it, I'll go to the quartermaster in a moment, and they'll register your name—" Zelda offered to help, which was part of the quartermaster's job.

That night, the news spread throughout the wounded battalion.

Three days later, the entire Mediterranean expeditionary force knew that wounded soldiers would also be well cared for in southern Africa.

Many of the wounded soldiers are still in the field hospitals, and they are asking how they should migrate to southern Africa, and the front-line officers and soldiers seem to be fighting more bravely.

The soldiers are really not afraid of death, but they are afraid that they will not be able to survive, and they will not be able to die.